[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

"You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot. Updates on Fridays

Ella Mae Emerson, the girl who stays hidden at all costs, the girl who likes to be alone with eyes glued to the floor, words coming out as stutters, and nervousness her own personal shadow. She's just a girl who's trying to make it through the day with anxiety clinging to her back. Declan Olin Anderson, the new kid who transferred with drooling features and a charming attitude. Football is his sport, you could say he's quite the stellar athlete who's got game both on and off the field. If you push he'll pull, he doesn't quit because no good athlete does. She wasn't like him and he wasn't like her. They each got their own problems but finding each other wasn't one of them. * "You're beautiful Ellie, that's why they're staring." He whispers into my ear. My cheeks go hot as my eyes meet his. I don't know why, but when Declan calls me beautiful I get this feeling that I can't describe. He makes me feel so special. At this moment it's just me and him, he smirks and adds, "You're my girl, not theirs, they are jealous and they should be." Completed - 12/28/19

La douleur exquise (n.) The heart wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable To be loved is to be seen. Dual PoV Elora Daisy Owens Is a ray of sunshine or atleast she try's to be. Believing in silver linings and happy endings, she just wants someone to ramble to, spend time with. She just wants a friend. Elijah Killian Parker Is a total grump. bored stares and hard glares are all he has to offer. Being new to the school he plans to stay away from anyone and everything. Believing nobody really wants him for him. Of course Elijah's plan to be left alone goes down the drain when Elora is asked to give him a tour of the school.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

There's something odd about the town's most beloved police officer, he is utterly obsessed about a girl and will go to any lengths to have her.

"Please," I whisper, my voice trembling as tears prick the corners of my eyes. "Please don't hurt me." The words barely escape my throat, fragile and desperate. He studies me for a moment, tilting his head slightly, almost as if he's amused by my plea. Then he scoffs, the sound sharp and mocking. "Why would I want to do that?" he murmurs, his voice smooth but carrying a dark undertone that chills me. He takes a step forward, and instinctively, I step back. "I've just found you..." He pauses, his gaze dragging over my face like a predator sizing up its prey. "And now you're mine." Aurora Evans leads a life of simplicity. Eat, work, sleep-her unchanging regimen is her sanctuary, and she has no intention of altering it. But what unfolds when a shadowy figure, lurking beyond her windows, takes an insidious interest in her? One glance at her in a café ensnares him, rendering him captivated, his singular ambition becoming clear: to claim her as his own. Aurora's attempts to escape his shadowy games are futile, especially in the cloak of night when he emerges, weaving his spell under the cover of darkness. He teases, entices, and pushes her perilously close to her breaking point. Her resolve is to distance herself as much as possible. Yet, fate has a cruel sense of irony. When she is abruptly dismissed from her previous job, she unwittingly lands a position working for him-as his assistant-entangling her in a web she can no longer evade. *A STALKER ROMANCE* #1 in "assistant" 12/23/24 #1 in "criminal" 3/8/25

Zayan Colt is a famous metal singer from Germany. He is in a famous band who makes music in both English is German, aware and amused, he knows he's being stalked. Melantha Collins is a young girl, for the past 6 years since she was 18 she's been obsessed over Zayan Colt, his long hair, aggressive voice, and his accent. She made him everything. What she lives and breathes. She kills for him. Lives for him. She may even die for him. She thinks she's being discreet but he knows exactly who she is. Going to every concert, gifted backstage passes one time to meet him, there's an interesting confrontation... how will this play out?

As Ares and Ali return from their blissful honeymoon, they are suddenly hit by the harsh realities of life. Secrets from their past threaten to tear them apart, while new revelations threaten to shatter their present. Ali's memories are lost, and Ares is haunted by his past, struggling to keep his secrets from Ali. As they try to move forward together, the weight of their secrets begins to take a toll on their relationship. Despite the love they share, Ali's fear of losing everything keeps her from speaking out, while Ares is consumed by guilt and the fear of losing Ali forever. As they navigate the complexities of their lives, Ares and Ali must confront their pasts and work together to build a future. But as the stakes get higher and their secrets grow darker, will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles in their path? With tension building and emotions running high, Ares and Ali must decide whether to trust each other completely or risk losing everything they've ever wanted. MATURE SCENES 🔞 BOOK 2 OF THE TATTOO ARTIST. BOOK COVER BY: typinchapters on insta!! STARTED: 06/07/22 FINISHED: 26/07/22

IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18YRS OLD - THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU! At thirteen Ryan Blake moves to California from London, England. Her dad gets a new promotion so that means her whole life has to move across to the other side of the world to his new job; a new job for him - a new school, new friends & new enemies for her. Her family love the idea of a new life in a different country but not Ryan. She's shy, withdrawn & hates meeting new people. When she's introduced to the new family next door, Mrs Greyson introduces her eldest son, Noah but then mentions her two other children & she calls the "her terrors". The thought of living next door to two siblings, who even their mother calls terrors freights her & makes her feel uneasy. But Ryan never expected the Greyson brothers to be the the older brother companionship she didn't know she needed. They are more than close, despite the five & six year age gap between them. They care for her like family & are always there for her no matter what, they just want what's best for her. When she returns from college a few years later, after not being home for two years the boys are no longer boys, they are now both men & now Ryan is too no longer a girl - blossomed into a beautiful young women, the brothers see how far she has come from being the shy teenager next door, to a beautiful, young, confident women. A women they have both loved for years. A women they both want. A women that they claim as 'Ours'. "Patience princess, we both want a taste, the more we tease you, the wetter you are... the better you'll taste," Nico says, his wet hot tongue tracing a line up my throat. I look at him with confusion & watch as his hand trails down the rest of me, tugging at the band of my panties. "W-we?" I whisper. "You didn't think I'd let him have all the fun alone, did you beautiful?" Nates voice says. I look to the left of me & there he is - Nate, laying down with his elbow propped up supporting him while he watches Rank- *1 #share